And her daughters enjoyed making me look like one too. They eventook a few pictures of me as a girl wearing a little dress, a little pinkheadband on a...nd laying there with a doll next to me. Unlike Taylor, Ididn't try to take it off.I am not sure if Momma ever found out. Maybe she wondered about how fewdiapers I used while there. Or maybe she noticed that I never really hadto change clothes very often.As I was there more and more, the daughters would dress me more and more.Finally it got to the. She had a small patch of trimmed pubic hair, the same dark colour as her hair. She slipped a finger between her vaginal lips as I got closer, spreading them for me, inviting me in to her most private area. The ribbon of her moisture broke as her pussy parted, sticking to her finger. She smiled and raised her finger to her mouth, licking the sticky lubricant onto her tongue.Her two fingers held her pussy open, my tongue slowly lapping at her moisture. “Oh god that’s so good, I needed that” she. “Shall we go?” she asked, and I braced myself expecting to be moved by her Magic again, but instead to my surprise, we calmly walked down the stairs and out the front door to the chapel. There was a distinguished looking older man in the vestments of a minister standing outside of the chapel. There was another man there with him, a younger man, but not a young man.“This is my Great Uncle Seamus O’Connell. He is the one who will be marrying you,” Margie told me, as we stopped in front of the man. You feel my pussy tense around your finger asit slides in and out. Fully aware of how hard you are, I ask you if you'd feel comfortable undressing for me, so I can see fully how amazing your cock looks fully erect and released from the confines of your pants. You undress quickly and climb back onto the bed. Nervously looking at the bed, not wanting to acknowledge the fact you're naked, or that you're hard. I bite my lip, a sign you know that I'm thinking something naughty and feel your body.